The first goddess of pride

Weiyang Palace, the palace of Queen Yuelu Huacheng, is the most magnificent and magnificent palace in the entire palace.Under the silver-clad exterior, the interior is decorated with eye-catching red, red gauze, red curtains, red curtains, and even the water in the bathing pool is red.

Amidst the vast sea of ​​red, a woman with black hair leaned against the edge of the red bath, staring angrily at the red petals floating in the entire red bath, her eyes were cold without any warmth.

Suddenly, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and with a bang, the red liquid in the entire bath was instantly splashed all over the entire bathroom, flowing down the red wall, like human blood, slipping down little by little. .

At this moment, the woman's eyes calmed down. It seemed that she felt a lot more comfortable looking at such a scene. She slowly stood up. Dangerous charm.

The two court ladies tremblingly took the red gauze to change the queen's clothes, and a younger one was so frightened by the sound and the strange atmosphere that she shed tears.

By coincidence, tears fell on Wu Xiaoying's open arm, her eyes were bloodthirsty, and before the maid's life could be said, her palm had already smashed the young maid into nothing but In the bath of the lower half of the pool of water.

For a moment, the 14-year-old little maid floated up from the pool with bloody stools, no breath, and the blood was mixed with red liquid, and it was impossible to tell which was her blood. Such a scene made people feel that that The red liquid in the pool seemed to be the blood of countless people.

"What are you looking at?" Wu Xiaoying's cold voice sounded, she looked at the other court lady who was swallowing her saliva and looking at the corpse in the pool in horror.

The maid was so frightened that she couldn't say a word, she immediately tied the ribbon on the queen's chest, then lowered her head, stepped back, and ran away after leaving the door.Empress, it's really scary.

With a cold smile on Wu Xiaoying's lips, she walked out of the bathroom. Her personal maid, Wu Mengting stood coldly at the door of the inner room. Seeing her coming out, she respectfully stretched out her hand and supported Wu Xiaoying.

"Empress, you seem to be in a bad mood." Only Wu Mengting, who came from her natal family and had been with her for more than ten years, could ask such words.

Mu Xianning's figure flashed before Wu Xiaoying's eyes again, her pupils burning a strange red.

"That little bitch's child, I don't know what went crazy today, and he came to the Juhuan Palace." Wu Xiaoying's tone was cold, but her eyes were full of resentment.

"Princess Qingyue?" Wu Mengting asked in disbelief.

"Who else but her?" Wu Xiaoying angrily came to the table and sat down.

Wu Mengting poured her a cup of tea while listening.

The red ceramic wine glass was held in Wu Xiaoying's hand, but she crushed it into pieces in an instant, and those ceramic brittle pieces stuck to her palm one after another, but what was strange was that her hand did not leave a drop of blood .

"Why is the empress so angry? She is weak and the imperial doctor has seen her and said she won't survive this year." Wu Mengting was relatively calm.Seeing the queen's anger, she was a little startled.

After the death of Concubine Yue, the empress only had the palm of her hand. No one had ever dared to disobey her. At least seven or eight years hadn't seen her get so angry.What the hell did the doormat princess do today?